The Distant Blade

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The Distant Blade

The hall smelled of roasted boar and old stone. I stood by the wall. My hands were empty. My uniform was clean. It was white. The white was bright against the dark shadows. I watched the King. He sat on the high chair. He laughed. The sound was wet. It bounced off the beams. I did not laugh. I watched the silver cup in his hand. It caught the firelight. It did not shine. It only reflected. I...

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